Ever onward, sort of...

There are many, many message boards and groups at WeightWatchers online, but one in particular has put its finger on the problem: It is a group of short gals who "only" have 20-25 pounds to lose.

Not only is it harder for short people to lose weight, but the less you have to lose the harder it gets also.  The WW program (it is excellent, let's face it) has a number of ways to allow the obese to manage their weight loss program without getting sideswiped by terrible cravings: You are allowed a number of food points per week that you can chose to use for desserts or whatever your weakness happens to be, and you can also use your exercise points in exchange for food.  This is fantastic if you are a million pounds overweight, but if you are only a little overweight, use those points and you'll wind up fatter than when you began!  I know, I used them last week and gained back half of what I lost. 

Meanwhile, TootSweet is swiftly becoming the smartest dog on the planet.  Perhaps I exaggerate slightly, but not much.  We have a training session this afternoon, and he has already learned to turn right and left on command, stop, sit, stay, heel...The trainer is proud of him, and it is fun to have a long walk with an obedient dog and a trainer who can discuss any topic under the sun (he's from Mexico City, where mental agility is necessary for survival).

I am off to find danged batteries for my camera, some that will actually work.  And tomorrow, horror of horrors, my training team gets its picture taken, and I'm supposed to be there.  It's ridiculous, all I have managed to do is buy my running shirts, on the outside hope they will work magic and make me run like the wind.  Only a tornado would accomplish that particular feat, and then only if it manages to engulf me...